Sonya and Hank (Kathy's kids) above

Noah POV

As Charlie and I were eating breakfast in the packhouse's kitchen, I was not surprised by the presence of this; I think Tyler guy, pretty normal actually that we are under the supervision of the pack warrior.

When he took us downstairs to the kitchen, two kids already ate their meal. Both of them are very adorable, that's for sure. The woman in her prime with dark hair and dark eyes welcomed us.

"Hello, Tyler. Where are the rest of you?"

"Troy has a patrol, and Travis has taken dads to the airport; they have business with uncle Mikkeli," Tyler answered, sitting at the big table and digging into his eggs and bacon.

"Sit down, you two, I'm Celia, by the way, and I'm in charge of the packhouse," she introduced herself, smiling to both of us brightly.

I smelt that she was a human, somewhat unusual, I thought as she handed both of us our food. I glanced around. The bright, not very big kitchen.

"Is this place sufficient for such a big pack?" I asked, and she smiled.

"We have two more kitchens, one for the pack, which is attached to the garden when the pack dinners take place, and one for omegas who live in the packhouse. This one is for a family."

Charlie raised his eyes, and I asked:

"Family?"

"Tonya is an Alpha of the pack; her parents moved out to New York. But her uncle Hayden Blackwood and his son, the second Beta James, eat here, Tonya's other uncle Kyle and his mate Rob eat here, only now they have left for New York for some time, and their four sons: Carson, our pack doctor, and the Trio you know: Travis, Troy, and Tyler. And, of course, the first Beta Kathy is my daughter and my beautiful grandchildren."

The kids smiled at us when she presented them as Sonya and Hank.

"Are we supposed to eat here too?" Charlie asked timidly; well, I was dying to know that too. After all, both of us were still prisoners, kind of.

"Well, I'm sure that's a good idea," she said, and that's when Carson and Rosie entered the kitchen, talking like crazy about their run in the woods. Yet her face visibly sunk when she noticed the kids. For a brief moment, I felt she wanted to run away, but Celia didn't let her and suggested taking the children out when they finished eating.

Carson was asking some questions to Charlie mostly about when he felt his wolf the last time. And I found out that it was two years ago in November. November two years ago, Daniel's 18 birthday took place too. I gulped; I remembered what had happened then because I had been there too. Not something I was actually proud of.

"You are gorgeous," Sonya told Charlie, interrupting my thoughts and focusing my attention on something else. Hank, who was already on Rosie's lap, said that he wanted to play hide and seek, and that's actually what we all did after we finished eating.

Tonya's wolf came when we were resting after quite a crazy time; it's been years since I played with any pups. It's been years since I played in general.

Linus was on cloud nine in the woods with both of them, so I just let him do what he wanted. Tonya's wolf, well, I have to be careful around her. She was the biggest I'd ever seen and the most dangerous, yet she was gorgeous; all I and Linus could think about was the fact that she was gorgeous and ours.

And Charlie... I sigh as I step away from the shower and walk into our bedroom, where a quiet mesmerizing view welcomes me. 

Charlie is standing pressed to the wall with his back as Tonya holds him wrapping her arms around his waist and assaulting his neck and ear with her mouth. His lips are parted as he moans with his eyes closed, and I see pure delight on his face. A sharp sting of jealousy hits me because he has never looked so happy when I touched him.

But next, I wonder why the hell I think about him. It's not like I care about him; he is just a bitch to me, probably for Tonya will be the same, probably the same will be with me. She is the Alpha. Why would she accept two dirty rogues as her pack's Lunas? I heard that some Alphas do that, that they don't mark their true mates, just keep them close to fuck them whenever they want.

My eyes move down to admire her pretty shape in tight jeans and top, and my mind is assaulted with visions of all the positions and configurations the three of us could to it. So I make my decision to walk fast in their direction and press my torso to her back. She doesn't protest as I start rutting on her butt with my crotch and lick the exposed skin on her shoulder. She grabs the back of my head and presses me more into her. My hands roam freely on her body; I don't even know when they move to Charlie to grab his ass and pull him closer, with Tonya perfectly trapped between the two of us.

Since we are no longer in collars, Linus is very close and wants to mate badly. She moves her head and starts nibbling on my ears, arching her neck, which allows Charlie to assault her collarbone with his mouth. It may be just bond or my wolf, but I'm not sure. I'm only sure that right now, in that very moment, I want nothing more.

I dare to growl a bit, but I make a mistake. Tonya jerks, and in a moment, I lie on the carpet with her on top of me, griping my neck; her eyes are black, and her canines are out. I have never felt such dominance as the one from her right now. She presses her nose to the crook of my neck, sniffing intensively. I'm hard but also scared, and her wolf is so close; one wrong move and I may end marked, but honestly, is it such a bad thing?

"Sorry," she says after some time, taking her hand from my neck and slowly standing up. "I think Silver is too agitated after the afternoon with you in the clearing."

I glance in Charlie's direction; he is glued to the wall, looks scared but also, I don't know... horny?

"For now, no collars for both of you. In the packhouse, you can walk where you want, but outside, a warrior has to be always with you, and you too, Charlie," Tonya says, slowly walking to the door.

"Can I have my own room?" Charlie's question makes both Tonya and me freeze, she gives me a questioning look, and I try not to look angry and unhappy.

"I guess all of us need some personal space," I say slowly, and Tonya nods.

Fuck, I don't care that he doesn't want to sleep close to me. After all, we are not mates, at least not anymore. And yet a little pain makes itself very comfortable inside my chest.

Tonya POV

"Don't look like that at me, they have been here for 24 hours, and I have already almost marked them twice. I have never felt so good; it was like magic," I say as Kathy looks at me, quite sad.

"I remember how you feel; I felt the same when I met Curtis. First is love, and then its biggest enemy: life. Tonya, I know how much you want to trust them; I ask you to be careful, as your friend," she finishes.

Carson glances at her from his papers as we sit in the Infirmary. Carson is a highly meticulous person, so he always works till late. Since he finished his studies and took over as a pack doctor a year ago, we made it our custom to spend time together in the Infirmary in the evening so he could still work and we could talk like during the time when we were kids.

"Good that I still haven't met my mate," Carson chuckles. "Because the mating bond curse is still alive in this pack."

I smirk a bit; my mother used to say that all these mating problems, which always happened in our family, were a curse. Spooky and cruel.

I sigh, I haven't planned this heating section in my mates' room, but Charlie's scent is divine, and watching him half-naked the whole morning hadn't helped. But it's not only Silver; it's also me; I feel attached and curious, and I want to be close to them.

" Sonya keeps talking about Rosie," Kathy changes the topic.

"Does it bother you that Rosie played with your kids today?" Carson asks.

"Well, my mother suggested that to her, so it's not like I can blame her for anything. I may be angry with Rosie, but I hope my kids are safe with her. It's not that I blame her completely; Curtis was a son of the bitch. It's just painful. It's been seven years since her and four since rejection, and it's still painful."

"Has Curtis tried to contact you since...?" Carson starts as Kathy's eyes shift, and I stick my eyes on the floor.

"No, neither me nor his father, I don't know, and I don't care where he is now. But he is still alive; even though I rejected him and almost killed myself and my son, I would still feel his death."

I reach to touch her hand. Kathy was in a coma for a couple the weeks after the rejection. Surviving the rejection of a true mate after mating is hard, and a marked true mate is impossible. But I think her and Curti's bond started rotting when he cheated on her with Rosie. The problem was severe because, during that time, Kathy was pregnant with Sonya, and her mate's cheating caused such immense suffering that she gave birth prematurely.

 Curtis was apologizing, claiming that he had made a mistake. He was crying and promising improvement, begging for a second chance, and Rosie decided to take the blame willingly and left the pack. And the following years seemed perfect, yet Kathy refused to mark Curtis until suddenly he and the Alpha of his former pack took part in the conspiracy against Black Moon, which culminated with the death of Kathy's father. 

 Kathy rejected Curtis almost instantly, being in pain and brokenhearted; she didn't even consider that it could kill her. She didn't know she was pregnant with her son. But I think little Hank was the actual reason Brianna decided to fight to keep living. Kathy's strength diminished visibly because of it, but she pulled herself together with the help of all of us, but she did it.

But being her best friend and an Alpha, I know her too well, and I know that something in her got broken and still hasn't mend back.

"James must go to the Twilight Pack because Alpha Damon wants to renegotiate our treaty. I think Rosie should go with him; there is a Spirit Catcher in that pack, and her wolf is extraordinary. We should know more about her." Carson changes the topic.

I agree with him. Her late shift, the fact that no one was aware of her wolf, and the strange calmness she spreads around to make sure that she is far away from the ordinary.

"It's not that I hate Rosie," Kathy says" It's just that she was my friend, and she did something a friend should never have done."

Carson and I look at each other sadly. Honestly, I'm scared of actually asking Rosie why she did it because I'm scared not that she didn't have a reason to do it, but I'm scared she didn't have a reason important enough to do it.

It's late when I go to my room, but I'm mindlinked by Sam, who wants to speak with me. He waits for me in my office as always, calm and professional.

"Is everything ready for our guests?" I ask, and he nods.

"I made sure to punish Russell for his behavior towards your mate, but as you commanded, nobody knows you've found your mates. I don't want to pray into your personal affairs, but what is your intention with them?"

"What do you mean?" I ask; I should expect questions like that. The decision to accept them will affect my whole pack, so. Usually, those who know are a bit worried.

"I don't want to be disrespectful, Alpha," Sam bows a bit." I'm a bit worried about you as your Head Warrior. I know how blind the mating bond can make everybody."

"Has a pack had any suspicious?" I ask, and he shakes his head:

"The omega rogue happens rarely, so the pack will presume that you've just given shelter to the omega and his partner, no more. Russel ignored the safety protocol when the patrol leader told him about the omega, and he still put him in the joined cell. Your secret is safe if you don't make any scene."

I smirk hearing that; I'm more than capable of making a scene if anybody touches what is mine to be.

"And by the way, tingles and sparks? Are they as amazing as they say?" Sam asks, blinking at me.

I really like in him this carefree personality which lightens everything up.